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afraid of you anymore,” Sandra said, stepping closer to the crypt. “Come and get me."
Josephine's snort of disbelief sent chills up Martin's spine, and the gasps from the assembled group let him know everyone had heard her.
"You? Why would I want you when I have other, more succulent offerings? The young witch will do nicely, and her gorgeous body will serve me well."
Martin and Noah stepped in front of Rumer, pushing her back. “Go, Rumer,” Martin said, jerking his head toward the gate. “Get out, now."
The sound of another vehicle pulling up to the curb let them know Margrette had arrived. “Fletch! Hurry.” Martin tried, and failed, to keep Rumer from running in front of him. He grabbed her when she tried to leave and she fought him off. She didn't get far before Martin and Noah both clasped an arm.
Sandra's laughter mixed with Josephine's, bringing everyone to a halt. “She may be young, but I'm stronger in ways that will serve you. Once you have my magic, mixed with your own, you can use it, can't you?"
Martin realized Josephine was considering the other woman's words very carefully. It was probably true that Sandra's magic was stronger than Rumer's, and Josephine would know that. And in her greed and eagerness to gain corporal form again, she might not realize Sandra was dying.
Sandra narrowed her eyes at the spirit, then laughed, a full-bloom explosion of sound aimed at making Josephine angry. And it worked.
"Come on, witch, have you lost your nerve? Afraid you can't live outside the stone you've called home for the last fifty years."
Martin could tell it took all of Sandra's strength to say the words. It hit him then that while she seemed stronger than she had the last time he'd seen her, her hands shook, and it wasn't from fear.
"No.” He shook his head in disbelief and looked to Tori, who stood nearby, tears falling from her eyes. He could tell the woman wanted to run to her mother, to pull her back, but he also knew it was too late.
There was a burst of sound as Josephine screamed, and Sandra's whole body shook. The spirit form of the witch disappeared, and then Sandra fell to the ground, writhing in pain. When Noah made to run toward her, Martin held him back.
"Don't touch her. She's poisoned herself.” He looked to Tori for conformation. The woman nodded and burst into tears.
"No!” Rumer rushed forward, but stopped just inches away from Sandra's body.
Martin could feel the two spirits within the one body, Josephine now fighting to leave, and Sandra fighting just as hard to keep her inside until the flesh gave out and the body died.
It took two horrible minutes for Sandra's body to fall still. Martin felt the spirits leave, felt Josephine's scream of pain before her spirit disappeared, the evil gone. And then he felt Sandra's yell of triumph, felt her surge of satisfaction, and lifted his eyes to see her floating near her now lifeless body, a smile on her beautiful face.
"Good job,” he whispered softly, his eyes widening when he saw Josephine coming up behind her. It took him a few seconds to realize it wasn't Josephine approaching, but Lydia. She placed her hands on her sister's shoulders, then turned her gently and pulled her into a hug.
Tears filled his eyes as he turned to Tori, now sobbing in Rumer's arms. “Your mom's okay, and your aunt is here, too."
Tori nodded, but continued to cry.
"We need to get out of here,” Dev said to Martin. “It's going to be hard to explain being in a cemetery on Halloween with a dead body. We've got to get her back to her house."
"You're right.” Noah stepped forward and gathered Sandra's body in his arms, carrying her gently to Tori's car. Quinn drove as they left, with Dev and Fletch following behind in Margrette's car.
Martin turned to where Sandra and Lydia still stood, their closeness making his heart swell.
"I can't believe she did it,” Rumer said, softly.
"Why. You were you willing to do it, right? She's sick, and she knew
Josephine's snort of disbelief sent chills up Martin's spine, and the gasps from the assembled group let him know everyone had heard her.
"You? Why would I want you when I have other, more succulent offerings? The young witch will do nicely, and her gorgeous body will serve me well."
Martin and Noah stepped in front of Rumer, pushing her back. “Go, Rumer,” Martin said, jerking his head toward the gate. “Get out, now."
The sound of another vehicle pulling up to the curb let them know Margrette had arrived. “Fletch! Hurry.” Martin tried, and failed, to keep Rumer from running in front of him. He grabbed her when she tried to leave and she fought him off. She didn't get far before Martin and Noah both clasped an arm.
Sandra's laughter mixed with Josephine's, bringing everyone to a halt. “She may be young, but I'm stronger in ways that will serve you. Once you have my magic, mixed with your own, you can use it, can't you?"
Martin realized Josephine was considering the other woman's words very carefully. It was probably true that Sandra's magic was stronger than Rumer's, and Josephine would know that. And in her greed and eagerness to gain corporal form again, she might not realize Sandra was dying.
Sandra narrowed her eyes at the spirit, then laughed, a full-bloom explosion of sound aimed at making Josephine angry. And it worked.
"Come on, witch, have you lost your nerve? Afraid you can't live outside the stone you've called home for the last fifty years."
Martin could tell it took all of Sandra's strength to say the words. It hit him then that while she seemed stronger than she had the last time he'd seen her, her hands shook, and it wasn't from fear.
"No.” He shook his head in disbelief and looked to Tori, who stood nearby, tears falling from her eyes. He could tell the woman wanted to run to her mother, to pull her back, but he also knew it was too late.
There was a burst of sound as Josephine screamed, and Sandra's whole body shook. The spirit form of the witch disappeared, and then Sandra fell to the ground, writhing in pain. When Noah made to run toward her, Martin held him back.
"Don't touch her. She's poisoned herself.” He looked to Tori for conformation. The woman nodded and burst into tears.
"No!” Rumer rushed forward, but stopped just inches away from Sandra's body.
Martin could feel the two spirits within the one body, Josephine now fighting to leave, and Sandra fighting just as hard to keep her inside until the flesh gave out and the body died.
It took two horrible minutes for Sandra's body to fall still. Martin felt the spirits leave, felt Josephine's scream of pain before her spirit disappeared, the evil gone. And then he felt Sandra's yell of triumph, felt her surge of satisfaction, and lifted his eyes to see her floating near her now lifeless body, a smile on her beautiful face.
"Good job,” he whispered softly, his eyes widening when he saw Josephine coming up behind her. It took him a few seconds to realize it wasn't Josephine approaching, but Lydia. She placed her hands on her sister's shoulders, then turned her gently and pulled her into a hug.
Tears filled his eyes as he turned to Tori, now sobbing in Rumer's arms. “Your mom's okay, and your aunt is here, too."
Tori nodded, but continued to cry.
"We need to get out of here,” Dev said to Martin. “It's going to be hard to explain being in a cemetery on Halloween with a dead body. We've got to get her back to her house."
"You're right.” Noah stepped forward and gathered Sandra's body in his arms, carrying her gently to Tori's car. Quinn drove as they left, with Dev and Fletch following behind in Margrette's car.
Martin turned to where Sandra and Lydia still stood, their closeness making his heart swell.
"I can't believe she did it,” Rumer said, softly.
"Why. You were you willing to do it, right? She's sick, and she knew
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